My first faithful dog was when I was a teen. Her name was Heidi and she was a drop off GSD. My mother brought her home for my sister but she and I had become the best of friends. One of the games I loved to play with her was when I would scream "help me Heidi help me" then I would throw myself on the ground and play dead.

I don't have a doubt in my mind that if I had ever really needed her help she would have. My step brother had a friend over to help him muck the barn. I didn't like the kid and Heidi sensed it and showed her teeth and growled at him. She had never displayed that behavior before and I remember it scared me. The kid threatened to kill her and I know he meant it so we hightailed it out of the barn. When I got off the buss she was always there to greet me. My mother said she had a built in clock.
Flash forward and my son has a dog like that. Mia (toy poodle) thinks the world of my son. My son says he hates the dog but it is clear to me she loves him. She tells me when he's coming home as she gets very excited and can't wait for him to pop through the door. A few weeks ago she tried to go to school with him. She fallowed him right into the bus.
Do I have a faithful dog?

In the house Olive (toy poodle) is all about my son wanting to be near him but when I go out the door she's all about me. I've been told she goes nuts when I leave the house and didn't take her with me.